brian: did i hear you right cause i thought you said lets think it over you have been my life and i never planned growing old without you
brian: shadows bleeding through the light where our love once shined so bright came without a reason dont let go on us tonight love's not always black and white havent i always loved you
delta: but when i need you you're almost here and i know thats not enough and when i'm with you i'm close to tears cause you're only almost here
brian: i would change the world if i had the chance, oh wont you let me treat me like a child throw your arms around me, oh please protect me
both: bruised and battered by your words dazed and shattered, now it hurts brian: havent i always loved you
delta: but when i need you you're almost here and i know thats not enough and when i'm with you i'm close to tears cause you're only almost here
delta: but when i need you you're almost here brian: well i never knew how far behind i'd left you delta: and when i hold you you're almost here brian: well i'm sorry that i took our love for granted both: and now i'm with you, i'm close to tears brian: cause i know i'm almost here both: only almost here.
perfection at 9:37 PM
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Monday, February 21, 2011
getting through this article has shattered my assumptions that articles should be manageable with a reasonable amount of effort within a reasonable period of time, so i guess this can be considered a mild traumatic event.
mix both sexes in a group, especially the young ones, and watch their gender roles exaggerate. truly giggles and assertion in excess.
an entire recess week on one module. a first.
having someone truly believe in you, in your development, in your future; someone who opens your eyes and your doors to ambition and lifts you up on their shoulders so you can reach beyond the horizon; someone who sees you for you and not just another nameless face in the cohorts that come and go. i am blessed with that someone, who has inspired in my heart a drive and passion to pursue things i never knew about nor thought possible.
i can fly higher than an eagle thank you, thank you thank God for you the wind beneath my wings.
perfection at 11:02 PM
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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
time really flies when i study outside. three hours gone on the Fall of Singapore.
such is the political apathy and insensitivity of this generation (NUS students taking Nation-Building, you should be ashamed of yourselves) that they can snigger and laugh while watching PM Lee's anguish announcing the separation. maybe permissible, if you are skeptics who mock his ways and his principles, but i'm guessing you found no other appropriate emotion in such a tense and solemn situation (psst, your friend sitting next to you might think you're too serious and emo).
young bravado, but equipped with weapons of profanity and threat. a hollow source of power whose main purpose is to impress, for the main audience are their also-ran fellows. oh, how they feed off and fuel their mutual gratification.
surprise, surprise. arrived?
ignorance is your new best friend ignorance is your new best friend.
perfection at 11:48 PM
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Thursday, February 10, 2011
it takes more than 16 to know. then again, if there's no attempt, it will never be enough.
my dad said 4 years ago. bands never last because there will always be differing opinions amongst the members, its better to go solo, then you alone determine your direction. now, 4 years later he said. if one member leaves, find another replacement; if another member leaves, find another replacement. dont let somebody else's decision stop you from doing what you love. wise words indeed.
the only one who can, at once, bring you to the top of the world and to the deepest pits of cavalry.
week 10, march 21. when all the madness dies down.
Queen's harmonies always gets my pulse racing. good harmonies are a dose of effective high.
dont stop me now, i'm having such a good time i'm having a ball, dont stop me now if you wanna have a good time just give me a call i dont want to stop at all.
perfection at 2:54 PM
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Tuesday, February 08, 2011
already feeling the tug from the strings of detachment. resist, but with what?
space. the region beyond the earth's atmosphere or beyond the solar system. dark and empty, beyond reach.
why did i give the go-ahead? i know i wont come out of this better.
leaving as quick as it came. as hazy as the first morning under the sheets.
i'm still sending the package, if it counts for anything at all.
why on earth cant you just pick up the phone you know i dont like to be alone how come you dont call me anymore.
perfection at 12:07 AM
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Saturday, February 05, 2011
not enough in our glasses to fill other glasses. thats why lifting a finger requires the strength of a thousand men. the excuse is that it should come naturally. but acknowledge that Man was not innately programmed for this ideal. acknowledge that in this unique case, the glasses are three-quarters or less by default. there is no room for hoarding, a hobby too expensive to afford. there is even less room for wastage; know the receiving orifice. then there will be enough to go around.
what is it with historians and their style of writing. never-ending sentences, vague historical references and an inclination towards the selection of thesaurused words. its like they themselves believe what they write is fluff and unworthy, to actually feel that in order to attain the apogee in scholarly writing, they have to confuse and mystify. exactly my point. i had to google "apogee" to understand my reading.
i must add that yes, i confuse and mystify too. but my content does not set out to achieve common understanding.
get rid of all i'm used to. get used to something new.
if i told you i've been cleaning my soul and if i promise you i'll regain control will you open your door and let me in take me for who i am and not who i've been.
perfection at 1:32 AM
theJOURNEY.
theTUNES.
what sing you.
theMUSICIAN.
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